boom!

Lightning tore apart and filled the entire starry sky.

The thunder sword destroyed everything, and dozens of figures fell down.

"Walk."

The two Taixu Realm figures shouted violently and took the lead in exiting the battlefield with their disabled bodies.

The other men in black robes also fled in all directions. There was no need to fight with the Holy Son now that he was gone.

"Kill me."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and issued a pursuit order.

The two puppets of Haotian and Haoyu moved, one was carrying the Immortal King Sword, and the other was carrying the red blood knife, and they were chasing after each other. Screams were heard frequently in the darkness, and too many people were beheaded after running away.

I don’t know when.

The wailing sound was annihilated.

The mountains and forests are already littered with corpses, and scarlet blood mist is flying, all thanks to the vastness of the sky. But even the puppet of the Immortal King cannot kill the opponent until the entire army is annihilated. Just like a strong man in the Taixu Realm, if

Mou tried his best to escape, but they were basically unable to stop them, mainly because there were too many people.

"Clean the battlefield quickly."

Zhao Yun transformed into a clone and ran around to pick up the loot.

The avatars are very dedicated in doing this work, and they must not be angry if they can take it away.

Zhao Yun was not idle either. He found a corpse deep in the mountain forest. It was a peak of the cave. He had been killed by Haotian's sword earlier. He found a black token from this person.

"Tianwang Sect."

Zhao Yun said one word at a time, and these three words were engraved on the token.

In other words, these are all powerful men sent by the Heavenly King Sect.

And that purple-robed young man should be the Holy Son of the Heavenly King Sect.

Um?

While Zhao Yun was rummaging around, a sudden chill ran down his spine.

He subconsciously looked back, but there was darkness behind him.

"Someone is trying to deduce me."

Zhao Yun murmured, he had felt this way before.

When it comes to deduction, it is a mysterious and mysterious method.

The brightness of his eyes was uncertain. Maybe it was the person of the young man in purple who was deducing him. It seemed impossible to prevent it, because the deduction was more evil than perception, or maybe his moral conduct was too low.

"Boss."

A small call came from the clone in the distance.

Zhao Yun accepted the order from the King of Heaven and went to the ruins of the Lin family ancient city.

From a distance, I saw Lin Wan'er holding a killing sword, facing the body of a man in black robes, slashing wildly, not stopping until he was chopped into pieces, venting hatred and hatred like a madman.

"The deceased has passed away... My condolences." Zhao Yun said.

Lin Wan'er didn't respond. She was like a puppet, raising and lowering her sword with one hand.

Why!

Zhao Yun sighed, turned and left.

He came to see Dunjia Tianzi, and he didn't expect to run into such a disaster.

"They will come back."

Zhao Yun left, but a message came back. The people he mentioned were the strong men of the Heavenly King Sect.

After suffering such a big loss, the other party will naturally find a place to come back.

Although he killed all those people, Lin Waner was also the number one hunted target.

The Lin clan has been wiped out, and it is impossible for the other party to survive.

Lin Wan'er finally stopped, wiped away her tears, bulldozed the entire ancient city with magical tools, and buried her clan members.

In the darkness, she lost the last touch of tenderness, and her beautiful eyes turned cold and dull.

She is the last person in the Lin family. She wants to live. No matter how humble she is, she has to live with difficulty. She will pay back the blood debt of the genocide one by one until she dies.

"I will make them pay with blood."

These were the last words she left to her hometown.

She will come back and use the blood of the Heavenly King Sect to pay homage to the souls of her Lin family.

In the early morning, Zhao Yun walked out of the formation.

Not far away is a majestic ancient city.

He had seen the map. This city was the largest city within five million miles. It was also the only city with a starry sky array within a radius of five million miles. He came here for the starry sky array. He roughly estimated that there would be more than one city within five million miles.

In ten days and a half, you can reach the Shura Star Territory.

"Weitian Ancient City."

When Zhao Yun entered the city, he raised his head and glanced at the city wall. The word "Weitian" on the plaque was majestic and majestic, with the aura of the Immortal King lingering in it. In addition, the years were long, like an aged wine, and it had an even more ancient connotation.

"here we go again."

The moment he entered the city, Zhao Yun frowned.

The so-called "here it comes again" refers to the unscrupulous person's deductions against him. Although they are intermittent, they are getting stronger each time. It is not difficult to imagine that the other party is a person with great supernatural powers, and I am afraid that he will use deductions to lock his position.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

Zhao Yun said something in his mind and quickened his pace.

The center of the city was filled with people and the city was filled with darkness.

When he arrived, two long lines had already formed in front of the altar of the Starry Sky Formation.

“It’s so lively!”

Zhao Yun took a look and consciously lined up at the back.

Even though there is a star formation in this city, there are still too many people.

"You're also going to attend the Tianchi Festival?"

The person in front of Zhao Yun was a little old man, about the same height as the troublemaker. Perhaps he was hanging in the air because he was afraid that people would step on him. Before Zhao Yun came, he was at the back, but someone finally came to the bottom.

"Tianchi grand meeting?" Zhao Yun looked curious.

"You don't even know about the Tianchi grand gathering in the Shura Star Territory that takes place every century?" The little old man picked up the wine gourd and took a leisurely sip. "Sitting by the Tianchi and enlightening you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"That's what it means!"

Zhao Yun instantly understood. No wonder there were so many people taking advantage of the Starry Sky Array. Most of them were rushing to the Tianchi Grand Event, which only happened once in a hundred years. Tianchi Lake was by no means an ordinary place. I had never heard the bald man say this before.

"I advise you not to join in the fun. If you do, you won't be able to get in." The little old man burped.

"Why." Zhao Yun opened his mouth.

"Those who can enter Tianchi must at least reach the peak of Dongxu. You Xuanxian...!"

"Actually...I'm pretty good at fighting."

"That's useless. It depends on your cultivation rather than your strength." The little old man picked up the wine bottle at will.

Zhao Yun didn't take it seriously. He didn't care at all about Tianchi or the grand event. He was going for the Flower of Memory. Of course, if someone gave him an invitation to the Tianchi grand event, he wouldn't mind going to take a look.

"Quick, quick, quick."

More people arrived, and the already extremely long queue stretched all the way to the city gate.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh. Is the Tianchi event really that extraordinary? It has attracted so many people. This is just an ancient city. There are many Uranus planets in such an ancient city, let alone other ancient stars. No wonder there are restrictions on cultivation.

, if everyone is allowed in, the Tianchi will probably burst.

"The flowers you waited for have all faded. How damn slow!"

"There are too many people borrowing the Starry Sky Array, so we are not allowed to transfer them in batches."

"If everyone swarms in, the space channel will not be able to hold it."

The crowds of people were crowded together, and there was a lot of noise. Not to mention the people, even Zhao Yun was yawning. He had been queuing here since early morning, and it was already nightfall, and he had not yet queued up to enter the formation.

"Look, people from the Tianwang Sect."

While waiting, someone whispered something.

Zhao Yun also followed the sound and looked around, and saw three or five men in black robes coming from the sky.

"Fellow Taoist of the Heavenly King Sect, you are well."
To be continued...